"Sandy said, "Nancy will think we're terrible. A real couple of weirdoes." I already know you're that. I've become one too, but now you've piqued my i...terest. What are you talking about?" Do you know where it is?" asked Jan."Oh yeah! It's in the top of my closet, still wrapped in its cellophane bag. Untouched." So you haven't experimented?" Nah. I'd really forgotten about it, since we've had the real thing." Will you two let me in on what you're talking about?" Get it, Sandy. We'll do a show. We would wrestle just like any father and son. It was good to get the blood pumping.My daughter, though, was more stealthy. Suzie liked to sneak up on me. She told me later on that she started out being curious about what was in my boxers when she saw the bulge under the sheet. It was the summertime so a sheet was all I had on top of me. She lifted the sheet to get a better look. I don't know how often I had a hard-on when I woke up, but it must have been pretty often. Initially she would just. He realized that it was wrong to think about her in a sexual way, but he couldn't keep from staring at her lovely behind as it frolicked about provocatively under the tight-fitting shorts she wore. Suddenly, he realized that he was getting a hard-on."UNhpfff," he grunted as tripped over a large rock he hadn't seen because he had been so intently watching her swaying buttocks."What did you say?" Catherine asked, stopping and turning around.As she did, she watched her son trying to keep the. " I was thinking more along the lines of exasperating," Sameh laughed andkissed Miriam."What will we tell your parents?" Hell, what will we tellmyparents?" That we are both people of the book. Depending upon whom you consult, Isuppose," he laughed again. It really wasn't a laughing matter, buthumor served on occasion to diffuse the tension created by so many oftheir choices.Sameh had chosen Med school, which was a good idea. That he interned atCedars of Sinai not so much, but his parents were.